Al giving thumbs up that he was ok |
Peter and me sporting our hats |
Coming into Leon |
As we entered the city, security was set up, we thought they would check passports, etc. But, they were there giving directions to the pilgrims.
Santa Maria de Carbajal |
The Santa Maria de Carbajal, a Benedictine monastery was ran by nuns. They were very strict, men were in one dorm, women were in another. This is where we ran into a young lady, who had an 11 year old boy and an 8 month old baby. She had been walking the Camino. We teased the women we knew in the dorm, telling them they would have to take turns rocking the baby that night.
I had figured with Al's finger being swollen, that he may be better off in a private room. So I rented a hotel room for he and I. I figured he needed rest and a bit more sanitation than a room full of 100 pilgrims.
After a couple of hours, we began to worry about Al, so I backtracked to the hospital, about 3 miles. When I got there, I went in and using every ounce of my Spanish, I asked about Al. I gave gestures about Americana, with swollen finger. The nurse in charge said "Ci, Ci" then pointed to the door outside. Then she indicated that the hospital was not for medical reasons. She made a circular motion with her finger at her temple. Come to find out it was a mental hospital. We, got a lot of mileage out of it joking with Al! The lates edition of the guidebook, no longer show it as hospital but Asilo (Asylum).
By the time I got back, Al, had gotten directions to a clinic from the Asilo, and was back at the hotel. Turns out, he had been biten by a spider and had gotten meds. We toured the city and the Catedral de Santa María de Regla de León.
Catedral de Santa María de Regla de León |
We walked 18.6 km or 11.6 miles. If you tag on the extra 6 mile round trip I made to the asilo, then I had 17 miles, lol.
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